With a hot-asphalt delivery that sounds like she could be the offspring of Janis Joplin and Joe Cocker, Fiona Renshaw spins tales of mourned love and unrequited desire that range from quiet lament to palpable anger. “Through the Day” stands out, as Renshaw’s cloudy river of a voice is offset by plaintive, soulful synth lines in one of the few tracks that don’t follow a strictly acoustic blueprint (is this what broken folk sounds like?). Johnny Cole’s production wisely stays out of her way, with strings and oboe providing effective counterpoint, throwing a mosaic of shadows, and only occasionally (as on “Kiss Me”) becoming too overwrought.